Anyway, something occurs to Olivia, and she gives Henry an address to go to: "It's a company called Massive Dynamic," she tells him. He's never heard of it. "They make technology that could get me home. If I'm right, there's a lady who works there who may be able to help me," she says. Yeah, there's more than one of everything, except when there's not, Olivia. She doesn't seem to twig to the fact that this current-affairs-watching cab driver hasn't even heard of a company that's bigger than Microsoft, even if only as a taxi destination. Anyway, Henry says if they're going to Chelsea, they need some gas.
At the gas station, Henry gets the gas while Olivia takes the keys out of the cab and warns him: "Remember." Henry says, "Yeah, I know, I know. You got my number. Jedi mind trick." Thank god they have Star Wars in this universe.
Olivia strolls around to the bathroom. Inside, she checks out the tattoo on the back of her neck, stares at herself in the mirror for a moment, then heads into the bathroom stall, and presently we hear the sound of her sobbing. That could just be because the bathroom looks nasty. As Liz Lemon might say: It OK, Olivia! Don't be cry!
Back at the cab, Henry takes the picture of his wife and kid out of the car and puts it on the hood and stares at it. It's entirely possible he's praying.
And Olivia comes out of the washroom and is greeted by Lincoln Lee: "Thank god we found you." Olivia doesn't appear to share the sentiment; she just stares at him until he makes a joke that he knows he's not quite his handsome self, but a hello would be nice.
No hello is forthcoming, so he starts talking about how he knows about the shootout at the theatre and he knows what she's going through because he's going through it himself, and Olivia doesn't want him to come any closer but he just keeps advancing so Olivia finally pulls a gun on him. She makes him put his gun on the ground and kick it over to her. "What do you think I'm gonna do?" he asks, and Olivia says she doesn't know because she doesn't know him. "Whatever they told you, I am not who you think I am," she says. At the very least, she thinks you're going to get your gross once-was-skin all over her.
He kicks over the gun and she pockets it instead of double-fisting her firearms which would be more bad-ass. He tells her to think about what she's doing, that she can't just keep running. "Can't keep runnin' awaaaay..." Favourite hip-hop song by the Pharcyde! Check it out!